#wherewereyou

With #wherewereyou trending right now on Twitter, it’s fitting to ask that of ourselves. I was in Mr. Sullivan’s 10th grade world history class. After second period, we all just went through the motions of the day — walking to class, taking attendance, asking to use the restroom. We didn’t know then all we know now. We didn’t know how our lives would change. We didn’t know how the world would change.

I don’t need to go on and on like I did last year. I just want to pose the question that has been asked and answered all over Twitter: Where were you?

I was going to post one of the dozens of photo montages set to Alan Jackson’s “Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?” but it felt wrong. Instead, I’ll give you a video of him live in concert, because today we don’t need to look back. We need to look forward.

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I was in second period chemistry, and we watched the first tower fall in 3rd period. By the time I got to Sullivan’s class 4th period, the second tower had fallen.

It’s fuuny, because what I remember most about that day, beyond the numb, ritualistic way we all wandered the halls of KHS afterwards, what I remember most was walking to school before the attacks. I wrote a poem when I got to school about how it was the most beautiful day I’d seen in a while– the clear, bright blue sky just graced with a few white clouds, and that hint of a warm fall day in the Catskills.

I was in my office and had no idea anything had happened until you called me and told me that a plane had flown into the WTC. i assumed it was a little Cessna or something like that. We had no television in the office so I was glued to cnn.com for the rest of the nmorning